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Wemmbu was a metaphorical bouncy ball.
Bright purple, and bouncing around in circles.
Void black wings speckled with stars were tucked in close to his back as he almost tripped off of the end island.
He jumped into the air, long hair floating around him, as he contained laughter.
The adrenaline that usually inhabited his body was instead replaced by pure dopamine.
Wemmbu flapped his wings, jumping high over his new gift, and landing in a crouch.
He flopped down onto the endstone, legs kicking in the air behind him, giggling to himself.
Wemmbu looked absolutely insane. He was alone on a random end island, jumping up and down with glee, laughing manically.
But the dragon could not bring himself to care.
Because in front of him, in a little black box, was an entire chocolate cake coverrd in purple sprinkles, accompanied by a bottle of whipped cream.
He had made great memories, defeated great warriors, but this-
This was fucking amazing.
His tail tapped impatiently as Wemmbu’s eyes filled with the happiness of a thousand smiling suns.
Was that an emotion?
Wemmbu didn’t care anyways.
He opened the box slowly, smile somehow widening even more, as the cake was fully revealed.
Wemmbu held out an engraved silver spoon, like hell he was going to cut the cake, and took a scoop right out of the center.
Because he had free will.
And he also had cake.
Topping the frosted chocolate good with whipped cream, he finally tasted heaven.
Wemmbu’s white pupils dilated, as he melted into the ground with joy.
His tail slashed across the ground, wagging, as he tried to push himself on to his side.
But he had severely underestimated the length to the end of the island though.
Wemmbu let out a muffled screech as the darkness around him expanded, spoon sill in his mouth.
His wings flared, tail whipping around to stabilize him, lifting him upwards slowly.
Air glided against black wings as his chocolate cake came back into view.
He hovered in front of the ledge for a second before placing a heel down on solid land.
Wemmbu was not laughing anymore.
The shock had made his eyes go wide, limbs freeze.
Wemmbu took another step towards his food, taking the spoon from his mouth, then kneeled down.
He silently and slowly, took another spoonful of cake.
Then fell backwards cackling like a mad man. Tears pouring down his face in surprise or maybe glee.
What the hell was he doing???
His tail was flopping like a dead fish against the end stone, as he wheezed out breaths.
Somewhere, barely recognizable, he understood that this was embarrassing.
But no one would ever find out about it anyways, so?
His head was in his hands, as one eye peaked out at the scene.
What the fuck was Flamefrags watching?
He had just wanted a couple of shulkers. A quick trip to the End-
Imagine the demons surprise when he found Wemmbu manically laughing, alone, with a spoon, and a chocolate cake.
Flame was only about a hundred blocks away from his laughing and crying rival, how the dragon hadn’t noticed?
He had no idea.
Actually scratch that, he could name of least one chocolate item that was capturing Wemmbu’s full attention.
“ This fucking guy bro..”
Flame let out the words on a sigh.
Cause name one reason why Wemmbu was genuinely doing back bends of happiness for a cake.
Suddenly Wemmbu dove into the darkness of the void.
The purple streak of his hair speeding around in the dark. The dragon was doing acrobatics in the void, flying in loops, flapping at random.
Then the blur streaked up wards between the cake island, and the one Flame was standing on.
Their eyes met for a split second, Wemmbu’s face looking exactly like that one picture of House the doctor from that one show.
Purple arms flailed in the air as Wemmbu fell back into the darkness, Flame had clearly taken the dragon by surprise.
Wemmbu disappeared for a second, before rising again slowly, both hands covering his mouth.
A pale lavender face stared at him, giving an awkward smile.
Flame snorted a laugh,
“ Hey bro.!”
Wemmbu grimaced.
“.. Hi Flame..So uh- how long have you been here for?”
The demon smiled.
“ Long enough to see you fan girling over a cake bro. “
Black wings flapped in place, as Wemmbu’s horrified face let the silence sit.
“ I- …“
His rival speechless? This was a huge moment in history.
“ Flame, I-“
Wemmbu glanced away, before making a courageous attempt to meet Flames blindfolded eyes, and failing miserably.
“ Bro, you can’t tell anyone about this. “
“ Absolutely not.”
The dragon shot forward, gripping Flames shoulders, and shaking him vigorously.
“ Bro actually- do not tell anyone- bro, please!!“
The demon listened to the panicked voice, and smiled, pushing Wemmbu off into the void again.
A loud groan echoed out from the black, accompanied by rapid flapping.
“ Flame bro, I’ll do anything-“
Wemmbu saw his rival perk up at that, and immediately regretted his words.
“ Drop the mace right now, I want a fair 1v1.”
“ haha, right so, absolutely not.”
The demon turned on his heel, and started to walk back to the main end island, making his motive clear.
Flame heard a groan behind him which was followed by a set of hurried footsteps.
“ Bro- I could, um-
show you what I look like without my tiara?”
That made Flame pause, it was honestly just more blackmail on the guy, so why not?
He turned to face the irritated dragon who was standing just a swords length away.
The Endling raised a hand to his head, plucking the gold jewelry from of his head, sighing.
“ Happy? “
Flame stared, smiled,
“ No.”
and took off running to tell Lomedy, as an angry dragon chased after, shouting profanities Flame had never even heard before.
The last thing Flame saw before entering the portal, was a seething dragon yelling the 8th death threat of the day, and maybe, that’s exactly how it should be.